Murders in the Rue Morgue
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- 1932
- 61 min
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Here's a toast to you, Paul.
You've torn my Pierre
away from his books
and made him enjoy himself
for once.
Oh, don't thank Paul.
It was for you I came.
Then I must drink
a toast to Camille.
Oh, no, Paul.
You've had four glasses
already.
That's nothing.
For last year's
carnival night, I had 14.
Dupin, Paul!
Look at the Arab dancers.
This way. This way.
See the naughty nautch nymphs.
The adorable Arab angels.
Oh!
Come, we must continue
our studies of anatomy.
Yeah, much nicer
than... than visiting a morgue.
Oh!
...marvelous
performance of dancing.
We have Lady Fatima!
Lady Fatima's
snake imitations...
Do they bite?
Oh, yes, but you have
to pay extra for that.
Mignette, do you think
you could learn
to do that dance for me?
No.
No?
Well, then...
I guess I'll have
to join the show.
See, Pierre,
how brown they are.
Is that their real color,
do you suppose,
or have they
painted themselves?
Shall I find out for you?
Don't you dare.
Introducing
Col. Ha-ha from America!
Ho... ho... ho!
Bloodthirsty savages
from the wilds of America!
Ha... ha... ha!
See the redskins
scalp their victim.
First time in Paris.
They are Apaches, my friends,
Apaches.
Like our own waterfront rats.
Just as wild.
That'd be a good name
for our bandits.
Apaches.
Ha, Apaches, why, splendid.
Would you like to try
whether they are real?
I?
And leave you unprotected?
Never.
Oh, Pierre.
Let's go in there.
Attention, attention,
ladies and gentlemen.
Step closer. Closer.
Behind this curtain
is the strangest creature
your eyes will ever behold.
Erik, the ape-man!
and speaks a language
even as you and I.
The ruler of the jungle,
whose giant hands
can tear a man in half.
Erik, the ape-man.
More cunning than a man
and stronger than a lion.
Step up, ladies and gentlemen.
Step right in.
Shall we go into this one?
All right.
Soldiers and children,
half-price!
Step up,
ladies and gentlemen.
Don't miss this opportunity.
That's good.
Let's go down there.
Oh! Let's sit
over there, love.
No, mademoiselle,
not there.
Take a seat in front
so that you can see
everything.
you see.
What a funny-looking man.
He's a show in himself.
Did you notice his accent?
I never heard
an accent like it.
Silence.
I'm Dr. Mirakle,
messieurs, mesdames.
And I am not
the sideshow charlatan.
So if you expect
to witness the usual
carnival hocus-pocus,
just go to the box office
and get your money back.
I am not exhibiting a freak,
a monstrosity of nature,
but a milestone
in the development of life.
The shadow of Erik, the ape
hangs over us all.
The darkness
before the dawn of man.
It's all right.
Don't be afraid.
It's only a baboon.
I-I'm not afraid.
Neither am I.
Listen to him,
brothers and sisters.
He is speaking to you.
Can you understand
what he says
or have you forgotten?
I have re-learned
his language.
Listen.
I will translate
what he says.
My home
is in the African jungle,
where I lived
with my father and my mother
and my brothers and sisters.
But I was captured
by a band
and carried away
to a strange land.
I'm in the prime
of my strength.
And I am lonely.
Here
is the story of man.
In the slime of chaos
there was the seed
that rose and grew
into the tree of life.
Life was motion.
Fins changed into wings.
Wings into ears.
Crawling reptiles grew legs.
Eons of ages passed.
There came a time
when a four-legged thing
walked upright.
Behold, the first man.
Heresy!
Heresy?
Heresy?
Do they still burn men
for heresy?
Then burn me, monsieur.
Light the fire.
Do you think
your little candle
will outshine
the flame of truth?
Do you think
these boards and curtains
are my whole life?
They are only a trap
to catch the pennies of fools.
My life is consecrated
to a great experiment.
I tell you, I will prove
your kinship with the ape.
with the blood of man.
What does he mean?
I wish I knew.
Mesdames et messieurs
if any of you wish to make
the acquaintance of Erik,
come forward.
There's no need to be afraid.
He is behind bars
and cannot hurt you.
Let's go up.
Oh, no, Pierre,
I'm afraid.
I'm not afraid.
He likes you, Camille.
Look, he wants your bonnet.
Erik is only human,
mademoiselle.
He has an eye for beauty.
You have made a conquest,
mademoiselle.
Pierre!
Erik! Erik, get back!
You fool,
do you want to be killed?
Oh, but he has ruined
your bonnet.
I will replace it,
mademoiselle.
I will send you a new bonnet
with Erik's compliments.
Will you tell me
where you live
and what your name is?
Never mind, monsieur.
It was an accident.
But I insist.
Where do you live, my child?
It is not necessary,
monsieur.
Come, dear.
Follow her.
I must know where she lives.
You liked her,
didn't you, Erik?
Sweetheart.
Have I ever told you
that I love you?
Camille, I love you.
Let me look at you.
You're like a flower,
soft and fragrant.
Pure and beautiful.
Darling.
And you're like a star, too.
And your hair,
it's full of stardust.
You're like a song
the girls of Provence
sing on May Day.
And like the dancing
in Normandy on May Day.
And like the wine
in Burgundy on May Day.
Oh, Camille, I love you.
And I love you, too, Pierre.
No!
No! No!
No!
A lady
in distress?
Who are you?
Come with me.
Where?
My carriage.
No! No!
Why are you trembling
at my touch?
Your hand is cold.
It chills me.
Come.
I will help you.
No.
Come.
Be patient.
Are you in pain,
mademoiselle?
It will only last
a little longer.
Oh.
Ah, you are stubborn. Hush!
It will only last
one more minute,
then we shall see.
We shall know
if you are to be
the pride of science!
Oh, hush, hush!
Now, mademoiselle.
Now.
The clots.
The black spots.
Rotten blood!
You.
Your blood is rotten.
Black as your sins.
You cheated me.
Your beauty was a lie.
Dead?
You are...
You're dead.
Janos, Janos.
Get rid of it.
Get it away.
Will my search ever end?
Three this week.
Three.
Women, all of them.
Life is hard.
The river is kind.
The river is soft.
It rocks them to sleep.
And asks no pay.
Three women.
Always small.
Always young.
A man?
A woman.
Age?
Oh, any, 1,000 or 30.
Cause of death?
Drowning.
Profession?
Yes.
Identification?
None, she was naked.
Number 13.
Well, Monsieur Dupin,
what brings you here so late?
The two women.
What about them?
Monsieur,
would you be good enough
to show them to me once more?
If you wish, Monsieur Dupin,
I will show you three.
Three?
You mean,
there's been another one?
Yes.
Let me see her.
Yes.
There's the body.
The same marks.
Marks?
See them?
They're on the others, too.
Monsieur,
you must let me
take a specimen
of this woman's blood.
Impossible.
Since that whole body
disappeared last week,
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